155 153Elsas Motivation (2/2)
”Good for you.”
”Hino...”
”If I had scratched Fran with a scratch, I would have squeezed him, wouldn't I?
I haven't been scratched, but you've been inhaled with poison gas. I don't know. If I tell you, Elsa's going to run wild. We can't let Solas get killed here.
No, I think it's okay, huh? I couldn't say I was fine. It was compelling.
”Hey, Fran. Why don't you ask Elsa, the prisoner of Solas' people?
(Mm-hmm. That's a good idea)
'Elsa would most likely know their faces. I don't have a problem with combat. They're more likely to catch us than we are to take Solas around and go get them. ”
It's getting more attention than we thought. I was a little worried I was going to be okay with the Alliance.
You could have been lucky to meet Elsa here.
”Elsa.”
”Ha ha. What is it?”
”I need a favor.”
”Leave it to me!
”I haven't said anything yet”
”But leave it to me! I'll do anything! What am I supposed to do? Do you want me to get you an annoying Gilmouth array? Or are you going to punish those stupid soldiers who got tangled up in Fran?
It's a joke, isn't it? I want you to tell me it's a joke. My eyes are serious? Oh, no, little Mr. Okama, that's a joke, isn't it?
I feel chilly for some reason. It's the body of a sword!
But Fran doesn't seem to have intended it at all. I faintly told Elsa to do me a favor as usual.
”I want you to get this man's people”
”Alan.”
Elsa's eyes, hearing the men's names and characteristics, felt giraffed. The eyes of the dragon that found its prey.
”I'll take care of the catch.”
”Ugh. I'm gonna have arms ~. You just have to live, right?
”Mm-hmm. I wish I could get a prize.”
”Okay. If you don't get your prize, I'll make it up to you!
That's not what I'm talking about. I want to catch him alive and listen to him. Like the treasure stash, about past crimes.
”Well, I'm coming!
”Mm-hmm. Good luck.”
No, Fran. Don't let this guy do his best!
”Ugh, heh! If Fran could support me, I'd be a hundred times brave and energetic! And love, of course! Wait for me! I'll catch you in a minute!
But Elsa left at a windy speed before he could tell her to weigh herself out of the franc.
”Ahhh......”
Master?
”No, it's nothing”
”Off”
Let's at least hope the original form remains.